It happened when he was two. Driven by a curiosity to see what would happen, Greg Underdahl stuck his finger in an electrical outlet and got the shock of his life. For many, that would be the point to turn around, but for Greg it only encouraged him to seek out more. Fast-forward twenty years and several moves across the country, Greg began traveling the world as a videographer with a focus on outdoor production.
But, nothing compared to the creeks and ponds of southern Minnesota where he found all kinds of critters during his youth. Often seen hiking with a net or biking with a fishing rod, his passion for the outdoors was fully developed at a tender age.
And, that early shock now is used to shock others with insane discussions about ancient aliens, conspiracy theories, carp conservation, and stocked walleye addiction. Greg is feared by his debate opponents.
Taking all of his knowledge of the outdoors and the fishing shows that make the sport so wildly popular, Greg has opened a door to the window of his soul that will leave you confused, disoriented, and possibly angry.
As a youngster, Pete was not particularly smart; he was shy around girls and easily distracted by shiny objects. He spent years focusing on his fishing skills. For the most part, little good came of it, especially fish.
Listening to hair metal and staring into aquariums for hours, Pete wondered what would be best: being a rock star or a fisherman. After completing his bachelor degree in science from Minnesota State University in the thrilling field of geography, he immediately set into motion a plan to become a failed musician that he executed with deadly precision. He is now taking a whack at being a fisherman.
Not nearly as glamorous as fronting a rock band, hooking a nightcrawler fits his schedule better. He can stock them at his own grocery store, put them in the fridge for his lovely wife to see, and dangle them in front of his two great kids.
Intent on meeting the people who drive the culture of fishing in a state obsessed with it, a sort of inevitable destiny seems to have finally reached its uncomfortable climax in Another Fishing Show.